 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1839 - 590 pagine
...management of the finances entrusted? CHAPTER IX. THE PUBLIC AMUSEMENTS AND PRIVATE LIFE OF THE ROMANS. I see before me the gladiator lie ; He leans upon...around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman sound which hailed the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not, his eyes Were with his heart,... | |
 | John Relly Beard - 1839 - 260 pagine
...bead sinks gradually low — And through bis side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, full heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder shower...the inhuman shout 'which hailed the wretch who won. He heard it, but heeded not — his eyes -\Vere with his heart, and that was far away; He rcck'd not... | |
 | Marguerite Countess of Blessington - 1839 - 394 pagine
...drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone,...the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won. " He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He recked... | |
 | Marguerite Gardiner (countess of Blessington.) - 1839 - 424 pagine
...drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone,...the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won. " He heard it, but l\e heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He recked... | |
 | John William Carleton - 1848 - 550 pagine
...last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone,...the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won." CRILDE HAROLD. " The dying man cried, ' Hold, I've had my gruel. Oh ! for a glass of max !' and as... | |
 | 536 pagine
...drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone Ere ceased the inhuman shout which Hail'd the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeds not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that... | |
 | E.C. and W. Osborne - 1840 - 334 pagine
...: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side...— he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. In the parish of Hanslope there were formerly many small farmers, but these... | |
 | William Cooke Taylor - 1840 - 800 pagine
...: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side...— he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretcli who won. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that... | |
 | George Washington Bethune - 1840 - 64 pagine
...drops ebbing slow, From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder shower; but now The arena swims around him ; he is gone, Ere ceased...the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away ; He recked... | |
 | 1840 - 378 pagine
...drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavily, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him : he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not : his eyes Were with his heart, and that... | |
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I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one,... 
